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POCAHONTAS 



POCAHONTAS 



A PAGEANT 



MARGARET ULLMANN 




THE POET LORE COMPANY 

BOSTON 



Copyright 1912 by Margaret Ullmann 
All Rights Reserved 



The Oorham Press, Boston, U. S, A. 



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TO 
MY FATHER 



" God, or perhaps the Devil she feared, has exacted 

another 
Sweet-smelling sacrifice to the good of Western 

Planting! " 



CHARACTERS 

Captain John Smith 
"Whose adventures were our lives." — Potts. 

Master John Rolfe 
"A gentleman worthie of much commendation." 
— Hamor. 

Captain Samuel Argall 
"One unlier savage than those he dealt unth." — 
Brock. 

Harry Spelman 
" The son of an eminent scholar. " — Pryor. 

Archie Armstrong 
" Whose death took place characteristically on April 
1st. " — Chambers. 

TOMOCOMO 

"A very wise and understanding fellow among 
them. "Stith. 

Nantaquas 
" The most manliest, comliest, boldest, spirit I ever 
saw in a Salvage. " — Captain John Smith. 

Lady Delaware 
"Of fashion and distinction." — Stith. 

Virginia Dare 
" The first American girl. " — Fiske. 

Pocahontas 
" Worthy a prince's understanding. " — Smith 



Shadows of Indians 

Voices of Indians, Sailors, and Colonists 

Laughter of Courtiers 



NOTE 

The metres used in this pageant are intended 
to be appropriate to the characters, as follows: 

Smith — Heroic pentameter. 

RoLFE — The strength of the Anglo-Saxon alli- 
terative verse. 
Argall — ^The rudeness of the same. 
Spelman — Classical hexameter. 
Archie — Unmetrical speech, as is proper for 

jesters, according to Shakespeare, Hovey, 

and others. 
ToMOCOMO — A trochaic chant used by primitive 

people, and employed in Longfellow's 

"Song of Hiawatha:" the Indian verse 

typical to most readers. 
Nantaquas — Unadorned expression of bare 

thought, characteristic of Indian poetry. 
Lady Delaware — Alexandrine couplets, the 

French dramatic measure, and therefore 

suggestive of convention. 
Virginia — Iambic tetrameter, a simple line in 

favor with lyric poets of England. 
Pocahontas — A fuller and freer use of the same. 



POCAHONTAS 



{The overture is follotvd by the moaning of 
Indian women, accompanied by a soft drumming; 
this continues until indicated.) 

ACT I 

" Sister of charity and love. 

Whose life-blood was soft pity's tide. 

Dear priestess of the sylvan grove. 

Flower of the forest. Nature's pride. 

He is no man who does not bend the knee. 

And she no woman who is not like thee. " 

— James Kirke Paulding, 
"Odeto Jamestown, " 18 



(curtain) 

Werowocomoco, the capital of the Powhatan 
Indians of Virginia, on a night in early January, 
1607. 

A clearing in the forest, showing lodges, totems, 
canoes, etc. The only light comes from a large fire 
out of sight to the right. 

Smith is tied to a tree in the centre; he is a young 
man of 28, in the costume of an English soldier of 
the period. He has light hair and a small pointed 
heard, with up-standing moustaches. In the tree 
around him arrows are sticking. 

Tomocomo is sitting smoking on a log to the left. 
He is an old, fat Indian, pigeon-toed, and carries 
his arms folded, with a knowing air. He wears a 
buckskin shirt and fringed leggings. 

Smith 

(shouting toward the fire.) 

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Chief, if you were but used in the exercise 
Of my sharp English tongue, instead of in 
Your devil's instrument, I'd find defence 
Against you, lying there in Eastern ease, 
And parrying a wench on either hand ! 

TOMOCOMO 

(from his log) 
I have used the tongues of every 
World beneath the sky above me. 
(In this speech and in all the others he makes, he 
uses copious gesticulations.) 

Smith 
(turning his head) 
How many worlds do you know, grim courtier? 

ToMOCOMO 

I am Tomocomo; and I 

Know the tongues of Powhatan and 

All the other Real People, 

And the People- Who-Have-Hats-on. 

Smith 
(bowing with his head) 
I'd take mine off to you, Lord Tomocomo, 
But that my hands are tied; come quarry me 
The little pendant crystal from my throat. 
(Tomocomo comes over and breaks the chain that 
hangs around Smith's neck.) 

Smith 
(impressively) 
The finger of God is hanging on that chain. 
Alive and quivering; you cannot touch it! 
The air about it hardens if we try; 
But see it pointing to the northern star! 
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{Tomocomo examines the compass.) 
Now turn around, and see the finger turn ! 

(Tomocomo turns around.) 
Whoever owns that wonder of the world 
Can never lose his lodging — in his life. 

Tomocomo 
I have seen the death of every 
Powhatan three times, but never 
Saw a mystery like this one ! 

Smith 
As truly as you can, interpret me 
My cosmographical lecture to your chief; 
Tell him the compass is my dying gift, 
The only thing of value I have here. 
Though if he offer me a messenger 
I'll send for many others from the fort. 
(Tomocomo goes out toward the fire with it.) 

Smith 
Go lead me home again, out of the wood, 
My faithful little blind-man's-dog, or else 
I'm lost forever in Virginia! 

(The moaning and drumming stop; the shadows 
of Indians crowd around the fire; soon shouts of 
"Yo-Ha" are heard, meaning assent. Tomocomo 
comes back, followed by Nantaquas and Pocahontas 
in single file. 

Nantaquas is a young Indian; he is nearly 
naked, and fearfully painted. He wears a war- 
bonnet and carries a heavy club. He stands on one 
side of Smith's tree, on the side toward the fire. 

Pocohontas is an Indian girl of 14; she wears a 
dress of white fawnskin, with a mantle of white 
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turkey-feathers; she has three white feathers in her 
hair, and chains of white wampum braided in with 
her two long plaits. Her bracelets, necklace, etc., 
are of white wampum. She stands on the other side 
of the tree.) 

TOMOCOMO 

Powhatan and his young men, (points to Nanta- 

quas) and 
I speak also for the women, (points to Pocahontas) 
Give you freedom in Our Country 
And what wives you will; but listen! 
You must help put out the fires 
Of the other Real People, 
And the People- Who-Have-Hats-on. 

Smith 
As I have only one God, counselor, 
I honor but one chief — King James the first 
Of England, and the sixth of Scotland, — may 
God save him, and his soldiers die for him! 

ToMOCOMO 

Will you take away your young men 
Back into the sky above you? 

Smith 
Why do you take so little pleasure in 
Our neighborhood? We harm you not at all. 

ToMOCOMO 

When we let you put your chair down 
On the shore, you pulled the lacing 
From its bottom and walked inland, 
And there is no ending in it. 

Smith 
Walk backward! (Tomocomg steps back) 
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There is room enough for both. 

TOMOCOMO 

Powhatan will drive your people 
Down into the ground beneath him. 

Smith 
With prehistoric arrowheads of stone? 
Know ye not Agincourt, Lord Tomocomo? 

ToMOCOMO 

He will smoke your pipe of sickness ! 
{touches Smith's pistol) 
He will plant your own tobacco! 

{touches Smith's powder-horn) 

Smith 
The best use he can put it to, deep in 
Another barren gunpowder plot, the guy! 
Your best defence will be to turn your heels 
Against us in retreat — exactly so! 

{Tomocomo runs out toward the fire. Smith, 
Nantaquas, and Pocahontas anxiously watch the 
council.) 

Smith 
At English law no butchers ought to sit 
Upon the jury in a trial for life. 

{The moaning and drumming begin again, and 
Nantaquas puts his club on the ground and dances 
around it with jingling trappings.) 

Pocahontas 
{approaching Smith) 
Nantaquas is not going to kill you 
Because he hates you, or for fun ! 
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You are a dangerous mystery-man. 

Look ! We wear our finest clothes 

In your honor at your death; 

And you will be much happier dead: 

You will find the northern star. 

And dance and sing with all the shadows. 

Smith 
I thank you, mistress, for your gentleness ! 

{Nantaquas has picked up his club; he yells and 
advances with it lifted.) 

Pocahontas 
Kago! (Do not) 

Nantaquas 
(with the club still lifted) 
Atia ! (surprise) 

(Pocahontas runs up and gets his head in her 
arms.) 

Nantaquas 
(lowering the club) 
Esa! (Shame!) 

Pocahontas 
(to Smith) 
Nantaquas has a different mother. 
But the same father — Powhatan ! 

( Turning toward fire and speaking louder.) 
You never let him kill white deer ! 
Perhaps this white man is Michabo, 
Son of the mother of the morning, 
Who promised he would come again; 
Give him to me, in the place 
Of the six young men he had to kill ! 
(holds out her arm) 
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Do not frown so, weroance, (chief) 
But make a gentle gesture — so! (gladly) 

(The shouts of '^Yo-Ha'*' are heard again. 
Nantaquas drops his club, cuts Smith's bonds, picks 
up his club, and goes out. Pocahontas unclasps 
Smith. From now on the fire dies down and the 
moon shines out.) 

Smith 
My modest comfort is, that heretofore 
Ladies, all honorable and virtuous, 
And only comparable amongst themselves. 
Have oflFered me a rescue and protection 
In all my greatest dangers, up to this. 

Pocahontas 

(embarrassed) 
The Master of Life gave life to man 
Wrapped in a bundle ; but his wife 
Wanted to see what was inside : 
She opened it, and life flew out; 
And after that, all men must die 
And women try to save their lives. 

(Toward the end of this speech she looks fright- 
ened.) 

Smith 
Why does a fable frighten you, who risked 
Your head for mine with a much braver face? 

Pocahontas 
Unhappiness will come to me! 

Smith 
What do you mean? 

Pocahontas 
For I forgot, and told a story 

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In summer, and because in summer 
The mysteries are all awake, 
And listening to be offended ! 

Smith 
But this is not in summer — why, the year 
Is late and dead as this liveoak tree is, 
With nothing green but Christmas mistletoe, 
Stuck up there like an empty robin's nest 
To promise me a spring; although tonight 
Is most unseasonably soft and still. 

Pocahontas 
I know it is not the highest sun, 
The thunder has gone south, but there 
The lazy, rich, and fat old man 
Is sighing balmily for the pretty 
Maidens of the north tonight, 
And it makes the mysteries dream of summer. 

Smith 
It must be called an Indian summer, then ! 
But tell me, what may be the proper name 
For such a pretty northern girl as you? 

Pocahontas 
When I am present, I am called 
Snowfeather, now; but Powhatan 
Stills calls me Pocahontas, and 
I shall esteem you as my father. 

Smith 
Then — Pocahontas ? — 

Pocahontas 
Yes, it is my childhood name; 
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It is "Bright-Stream-between-Two-Hills;" 
Powhatan is "Falls-of-the-Stream." 

Smith 
Of course; his eyes are Niles of flashing wrath, 
And yours are full and deep and gentle brown, 
But lined with gold, like legends of the Rhine. 
Then, Pocahontas, thank you for your quick 
Performance of the cue to rescue me ! 

Pocahontas 
But that is not my real name. 

Smith 
What may it be? 

Pocahontas 
I am afraid to tell you, my father: 
If a mystery-man shall hear it 
He can change me with a charm. 

Smith 
Why do you say I am a mystery -man? 
Do I look spirit-ridden? — 

Pocahontas 
I cannot tell ; I never saw 
So pale a face, or so long a beard. 

Smith 
(laughing) 
Only beware of the black from Germany, 
A white from Italy, a red from Spain, 
Or any Dutchman; never notice me! 

Pocahontas 
Well, then, my name is Amonata! 

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Smith 
And what is that in English, Amonata? 

Pocahontas 
I cannot tell; it is the name 
The everlasting woman gave 
To Powhatan for me, in a dream 
The night before my cradle rocked. 

Smith 
But "Amonata" — though I am no scholar, 
I'm past the school-boy; he is very young 
That smells not here a flower at whose root 
He used to dig all morning. — "Amonata!" 
O well, I sold my satchelful of books, 
All but the "Art of War," to run away 
And cross the seas to where adventures grow. 

Pocahontas 
What is your name, my father? 

Smith 
I'm John Smith, Captain, by your services. 

Pocahontas 
What have the other women done? 
(She sits on a log.) 

Smith 

(sitting) 

That which has been endured and travelled 

through 
With hardship and in danger, Pocahontas, 
Is thereby sweetened to the actor of it 
When he becomes relator to a lady. 
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But won't the mysteries be angry at me, 
If I disturb their slumbers with a tale? 

Pocahontas 
{shaking her head) 
Your mysteries are different. 

Smith 
Come, do you really worship things like those? 

Pocahontas 
O, no — we just believe in them! 
We worship only the Evil-One. 

Smith 
Is that the god you called the Master-of-Life? 

Pocahontas 
O, no — we need not worship him (looks upward) . 
He would not hurt us ; but the other 
Would suck the blood of little children, 
And make corn rot, and brier scratch, 
And women false; he is in the fire 
That burns, and in the wave that drowns. 

Smith 
And English cannon, too ! — 

Pocahontas 
What have the other women done? 

Smith 
When I was in the Holy Land, crusading, 
A Bashaw captured me, and chained me up. 
Dog of a Christian, in Constantinople; 
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Lady Charatza Tragabigzanda 
Petted poor Rover, and unlocked the kennel, 
And bade me in a whisper to "Go home, sir!" 
I found my way through heathendom alone, 
A beggar of cow's udders and hen's nests, 
Following signposts of the cross afoot, 
Until I came to Russia; where again. 
Lady Calmata largely filled my wants. 
And I returned from there to Lincolnshire 
Already famous, only twenty -seven ! 
And then I heard the London Company 
Was freighting vessels for Virginia. 

Pocahontas 
How many wives have you already? 

Smith 
Not one: I've often loved a man, but never 
A woman ; by the acquaintance I have had 
With my adventures, I have called them wife 
And children, hawks and hounds, my cards and 

dice; 
In total, they have been my best content (stretch- 
ing). 

Pocahontas 
And those poor ladies are as far 
As one of your hands is from the other? 

Smith 
Farther! For these are paired for life, I hope; 
But ladies are my pictures to the prose 
Of other fellows' lives; — whose jill are you? 

Pocahontas 
What is a jill, my father? 
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Smith 
I mean, whose ring-hand do you represent? 
Or tell me this: who is your right-hand man? 

Pocahontas 
{putting her hands on her shoulders) 
Nobody yet: I did my fasting 
Only a little while ago. 

Smith 
What was your fasting done for, Pocahontas? 

Pocahontas 
The women sent me out alone 
To see the spirit of my life, 
And now I am a child no longer. 

Smith 
But did you really see a spirit, then? 

Pocahontas 
(nodding) 

I knelt above the Mother-of-Waters (Chesa- 
peake) 

And wished for something to appear 

And tell me how to help our Country, 

As Michabo in his fasting 

Saw the spirit of the corn. 

At first I had old dreams, in bits; 

But when the Woman's Star came up 

For the third time, its longest finger 

Pointed out three big white birds 

Flying low toward the land; 

And a sweet voice said to me, 

"These are a sign of greatness, Amonata, 

Sent by the god you call the Master-of-Life " 
{looking upward). 

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Smith 
But was this message given you in English? 
{He is amused.) 

Pocahontas 
Yes ; and I came back and put 
Three white feathers in my hair. 
Nantaquas, in his fasting, saw 
The wolf, and wears a tuft of fur : 
He will be a mighty hunter. 

Smith 
I see: your coat-of-arms ; I have one, too: 
Three Turks' heads; they appeared in single com- 
bat. 
When was this visitation, did you say? 

Pocahontas 
Last planting-moon — 

Smith 
{calculating) 
Last May — 

Pocahontas 
In the darkness of the thirteenth sun. 

Smith 
The thirteenth day of May; why, Pocahontas, 
While you were kneeling up there on the bluff, 
The English came in with the evening tide, — 
Three ships, the Godspeed, the Discovery, 
And the Susan Constant; I was on the first! 

Pocahontas 
Three ships? But I could see the birds 
Folding their wings, and walking into 

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The Powhatan; I saw their feet! 

Smith 
We furled our sails, and poled into the James! 
You saw a vision of a nucleus 
Of hard-oppressed and enterprising bees 
From an old hive; they say a swarm in May 
Is worth a king. There met us out at sea 
A smell off shore as of a delicate garden, — 
Of Richard Eden his "Newe World, " indeed, — 
And down we clustered in a colony. 
Amidst the yells and dinning of the peasants. 
Each of us, from the Percy to the boy, 
Expecting here his own millenium. 

Pocahontas 
(amused) 
The bees were white men ! Were there drones? 

Smith 
There are — we did not kill them in the fall; 
They were led hither by the Spanish tales 
Of Eldorado, and the dialogue 
Of Scapethrift and Spendall in "Eastward Ho!" 
I'd rather not be buried in the sands, 
For fear these diggers by their dirty skill 
Should go to making money of my bones ! 

Pocahontas 
They must be like the Mineral-Man 
With bushy hair and eyes like a pig; 
He dances on the rims of cliffs. 
And brews a drink that swells his head 
And shrinks his body ! 

Smith 
Yes, those are symptoms of the yellow fever; 



But my moustachios turn up, not down; 
I am more wakeful to provide provisions 
Than covetous to find a mine of gold. 

Pocahontas 
And now, who are the worker-bees? 

Smith 
The pilgrims who have come to build a home 
And make a permanent plantation of 
Our hardy English stock, in this gallant 
And goodly soil — a hundred husbandmen. 

POCAHANTAS 

Our women labor in the fields. 
Because they know how to bring forth. 
And tell the secret to the corn, 
Daughter of earth and mother of man! 

Smith 
We colonists are merely men! {He laughs.) 

Pocahontas 
Powhatan was always told 
By mystery-men, a stronger nation 
Would arise from the Mother-of- Waters. 

Smith 
King James is king of all the waters ; but 
I am more hot to pull the King of Spain 
His beard than Powhatan's — if he had one! 
A score of pikes trained up in the Netherlands 
Would make me better fuel than all your settlers. 

Pocahontas 
But have you a queen-bee, my father? 
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Smith 
I act as president of the adventure. 

Pocahontas 
How did Nantaquas capture you? 

Smith 
When in avoidance of monotony, 
And in reply to murmurs of our scholars 
That say this island is a western Indy, 
I followed up an elbow of our river 
Branching some seven miles above the fort. 

Pocahontas 
That was the Chickahominy. 

Smith 
(eagerly) 
And is its head upon the other sea? 
Was I indeed toward China and Cathay? 

Pocahontas 
I cannot tell what lies beyond 
The Purple Hills, because the woods 
Have not been burnt ; but I have heard 
Of falling water called Niagara, 
So far away, a strong young wolf. 
Running constantly — poor beast — 
Would die of age before he reached it. 

Smith 
We started in a barge, chopping away 
The tangled undergrowth, and rotten trees 
With mottled trunks like serpents in our way, 
And thick funereal moss hanging low down, 
Until a shallows stopped us. Then I took 
Land under foot, with a couple of my men, 
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And went ahead behind a treacherous guide, 
And in a white oak swamp we were besieged 
By hunters; they were too experienced, 
Our bounds too narrow, or ourselves too bold: 
There Robinson and Emry left their bodies 
In testimony of their minds; and I, 
When I had bound the Indian to my arm 
And used him for a shield, held off the others, 
Till walking backward to the boat, I sank 
Into a marsh, and yielded to the cold. 

Pocahontas 
But after killing six young men! 

Smith 
Then I was dragged in triumph by as many 
As got a hold, with great rapidity 
Over a pace, and then across the York, 
And finally through your father's orchard here. 
With corn-trees taller than myself upright. 
There were the women plucking off the fruit 
Still hanging late upon the yellow boughs; 
They stared at me as I had been a monster. 

Pocahontas 
I saw you pass. 

Smith 
I saw the reapers cast themselves in a ring, 
And dance in excellent ill variety. 
Laughing and singing with a pleasant tang, 

Pocahontas 
I had just husked the reddest cob, — 
A brave-and-handsome-husband sign; 
I have it in my pocket here. 
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(She takes it out of her beaded bag, and holds it 
in her hand.) 
I am to give it to my favorite. 

Smith 
Now some young hunter's ear is burning, too! 

Pocahontas 
My sister husked a crooked cob : — 
"A thief is slinking through the field!" 
But there was no one stealing there 
Except perhaps a crow or two. 

(She laughs.) 

Smith 
They set me up here for a scarecrow then, 
With dangling Irish stockings, helpless arras, 
And empty stomach — though you passed the 
meat. 

Pocahontas 
But now you are a Powhatan ! 
Tomorrow you shall make me wampum, 
White, for peace; and I will make 
A scarlet (bright) belt of it, for you! 

Smith 
(laughing) 
A very curious fate for a campaigner! 
I'd rather not be buried in the woods. 
The fashioner of toys for Indian girls! 

Pocahontas 
What other would you do, my father.? 

Smith 
I'd borrow of your other father's corn 

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And go to feed my chickings at Fort James. 

Pocahontas 
But I will give you corn, my father! (meaning 
her red cob). 

Smith 
{u7iperceiving) 
You have a mighty spirit, Pocahontas, 
However else your stature — 

(Virginia enters; a sunburnt white girl of 20, 
with blue eyes and yellow hair. She is dressed in 
Indian costume. She carries a dipper-gourd.) 

Virginia 
(to Smith) 
This walnut-water is a gift 
From Powhatan to his new son; 
He honors you as if you were 
Nantaquas ! — 

(giving Smith the gourd.) 

Smith 
This birthday greeting is much pleasanter than 
His habit of refreshments on a grave. 
The cup our countrymen drank at Roanoke. 



At Roanoke? 



Virginia 

(surprised) 



Smith 
I've had such puddle for my drink of late! 
So here's to your red health I 

(He drinks, looking at Virginia.) 
Why, here is a miracle amongst all savages- 
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Hair of a perfect yellow, true blue eyes, 
And skin a reasonable pink! 

Pocahontas 
I think the morning she was born 
The sun was bright, the sky was blue. 
And the pink roses were in bloom. 

Virginia 
(apologetically) 
My skin is not so pink as this 
In summer: it is browner then; 
And I am wiser than the girls 
Because I am an orphan ; and 
My feet are of a larger make. 

Smith 
Who are you, then? 

Pocahontas 
She is my sister now. 



Your sister now? 
Yes, my father. 



Smith 
Pocahontas 



Virginia 
(proudly) 
At first I was her servant, though; 
I used to keep her fire up 
When she was sleepy in the night. 
And pop some flowering-corn for her 
When she was hungry in the day; 
But when her fasting came, she chose 
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Me for a sister, and she learned 
To tell me secrets in my tongue. 

Smith 
I wondered dumbly at her good court Southern! 
But who can have taught you the king's version? 

Virginia 
My people talked as you do, too ! 
But many falling-leaves ago 
Some young men came from Powhatan 
To kill them : they were witches, for 
They all were thin and very white, 
They tottered on the trail, and all 
Their eyes were red and watery ! 
But I ran up the river-bank. 

Pocahontas 
I found her lying above the falls. 

Smith 
But tell me where your people used to live ! 

Virginia 
At Roanoke. 

Smith 
At Roanoke, indeed.'* What is your name? 

Virginia 
Virginia. I am sorry that 
It has no meaning like the girls'. 

Smith 
Virginia no meaning! It means this: — 
You are your country's first-born English child; 
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You had for godmother the virgin queen 

Of late EHzabethan England, and 

Her mantle at your christening was blue 

With anchors worked in all of its waving corners! 

You are that famous maid, Virginia Dare! 

Pocahontas 
Virginia Dare? 

Smith 
Yes, Dare: a very wisely chosen name. 
The Knighthood of the Cloak, deep in that time, 
Spread down a present to his Chiefest Pilot, — 
The City of Raleigh, out in Roanoke; 
John White, the artist of a former voyage. 
Was made the governor of that colony. 
Where he became your grandfather, Virginia, 
And then, before your name was ten days old. 
He had to sail to England for supplies; 
And there he was penned in by the Armada: 
He told me of his sorrow. 

Virginia 
Did my white grandfather return.? 

Smith 
O, yes, he came on one of your birthdays, but 
The night had fallen when his ship fell in; 
He sounded with a trumpet; afterward 
They sang familiar English songs to the shore. 
But heard no chorus to answer; and at dawn, 
When the artist landed his new coloring. 
He found some ill, untutored, savage hand 
Had spoiled the drawing of a settlement 
That he had left unfinished on the island. 
Green grass was streaked along his avenue. 
Red rust was smeared across his shiny plows; 
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Some tracks of feeling stamped upon the sand; 
And sweet Virginia Dare and all the rest 
Erased away ; he fears a knife was used ! 
But think how happy he will be again 
When I have rescued him his granddaughter! 

Pocahontas 
Your crooked cob was true, also : 
A thief was slinking through the field ! 

Virginia 

{proudly and sadly) 
Nantaquas would not let me go; 
These are his arrows in your tree; 
Good shooting wins a wife, he says. 

Smith 
He wounded me nowhere but in the hat. 

{Here is heard a doleful noise, and the light of 
torches approaches. Smith takes his pistol.) 

Pocahontas 
The ceremony of adoption ! 
You may kill me if it's not 
Their way of showing love for you! 

{The noises and lights come nearer .) 

(curtain) 
End of Act I. 



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ACT II 

" It overjoys my heart, when as they words 
Of these designs, ivith deeds I doe compare. 
Heere is a Booke, such worthy truth affords. 
None shoulde the due desert thereof impare; 
Sith thou, the man, deserving of these Ages, 
Much paine hast ta'en for this our Kingdom,'s good. 
In climes unknown, 'mongst Turks and Salvages, 
7" inlarge our bounds, though with thy loss of blood. " 
N. Smith: "To my worthy friend 
and Cousen, Captaine John Smith" — 1616. 



(curtain) 



Deck of the ship " Treasurer," a privateer belong- 
ing to Captain Samuel Argall, trader. It is sunset, 
early in April, 1613. The ship is at anchor in the 
James River. In the background there is water, 
and back of that the shore of Virginia, showing 
Jamestown, with its triangular log fort, palisaded 
village, and outlying cidtivated fields. Behind these 
is the forest, with pointed fir-trees against the sky. 

On the deck there is an open hatchway in the 
centre; a mast without sails to the right, and a cabin 
with heavy barred door to the left. There is a bul- 
wark along the side of the deck toward the shore. 

ROLFE 

(calling from the water, unseen) 



Captain Argall! 

(then appearing over the buhvark) 
Captain Argall ! 

(Argall comes up the hatchway.) 

ROLFE 

(stepping onto the deck) 
Welcome back from the barter, Captain ! 

(Both are young Englishmen; Rolfe is smooth- 
shaven, and dressed as a country gentleman; Argall 
has a black drooping moustache, and is dressed as a 
merchant-sailor.) 

Argall 
Rolfe! (in disgust). Where are the rest of the 

settlers? 
Jamestown is silent, as Sunday morning! 
All gone to Church, like goody children? 
Why are you not yawning with them? 

Rolfe 
The farmers formed in the fort, because 
The dusk you sailed in dyed your color : 
St. George's crimson cross looked black! 

Argall 
Your scouting skull would have scaled the mast 
To join the bones of a buccaneer ! 

Rolfe 
Our pinnaces first would have fought you — the 

"Patience" 
And the "Deliverance," lying yonder. 

Argall 
Tethered to trees, like toy ships, 
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And built of the bolts and broken timbers 
Of the "Sea Venture," by settlers wrecked 
Among the Bermudas! They meant to attack 
The "Treasurer" launched on the London Thames 
And steered the straightest through stormy isles 
To Newport News, and never yet down? 

ROLFE 

Those toys outlived the tempest once. 

Argall 
Three years ago, I think ! That gale 
Has passed off in a play; what's new? 

RoLFE 

War and peace with Powhatan 

Both in a day ; we dress our backs 

In mail for meeting and mill, as of old. 

Argall 
More so than your song of the Sea Venture ! 
You've got the news again by the tail. 
But newcomer's dials are never to date! 

ROLFE 

The warmth has made your mind to wrangle. 
How went the trading-trip? 

{He sits on a bench.) 

Argall 
I trended along the Potomac, a river 
The strand whereof is stored with the goodliest 
Cedar for masts that may be seen. 
And bought for a handful of blisters ! Hemp 
For ropes, wound wild in abundance; 
And pretty sport, pulling up sixpence 
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As fast as a line could land a fish ! 
And certain sands I saw — look here — 
Here are handfuls, hatfuls, of shining 
Proof of a great promise of gold ! 

ROLFE 

{examining the sand) 
But a sandy performance: it's Fools' Gold! 
Was there no trading with the Patomacs? 

Argall 

(sitting) 
Their king, Japassus, purchased a comb 
For twenty skins, worth twenty crowns. 

ROLFE 

The law says, "Pay a liberal price 
In beads, boots, and Bibles, " Captain. 

Argall 
I made what liked me law and order. 
And bring you hither a hostage to bless me: — 
Powhatan's daughter and dearest jewel! 

ROLFE 

How does that happen? 

Argall 
She came with her kinsman, the king of Patomac, 
Aboard of my boat — the "big canoe" — 
To renew her nods to her neighbors; and I 
With our common copper kettle, persuaded 
Her host, Japassus, to play a deceit: 
I feasted them first on the fat of the kettle. 
And the king would tread on my toes constantly, 
So! "She is yours!" And beseeching her yon- 
der, 

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The gunner's-room there, I glued the door; 

And then it was a world to see 

My Jew, with counterfeit cries, joyfully 

Shoot ashore and shoulder the kettle! (laughs). 

ROLFE 

(seriously) 
The prisoner must have been pensive then. 

Argall 
At the way of her taking she was ; but she used 
Somtime to our town in times past, 
As free at the fort as her father's lodging; 
She'd sit in the grass of new Smithfield green 
To watch a file of our fighters drill. 
And batter a tree in target practise; 
And she would carry in corn on her shoulders 
And those of her ladies ; and late one night 
She ran alone the roads of the irksome 
Woods, to warn us with watered eyes, 
Powhatan and twice our power 
Would after come to kill us all ! 

RoLFE 

God was not pleased to unplant this country ! 

Argall 
Since then for many moons, she says. 
She's not been heard of here, and newly 
Withdrew from Werowocomoco, 
Because, it seems, she's seen too many 
English offered to Oki, the Devil: 
She much admires men with hats on ! 
And now her sour, sly old father 
Has lost his treasure, until she serves 
To bring about a bargain. — 
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ROLFE 

I seem to have heard of her before; 
Is not this captive, Captain Smith's 
Model maid of mercy? 

Argall 
(nodding) 
Princess Snowfeather! Smith, however, 
Called her his pet Pocahontas, 
And she thought him her heavenly father! 
But some preserve a secret whisper — 
I heard he meant to marry her, 

RoLFE 

A silly secret ! Smith to marry ! 
I'd laugh if he said it himself, at last ! 

Argall 

(arguing) 
He feigned to free a felon, a thief 
Of swords and spades, for her sake alone! 
She begged the pardon — a playmate at ball. 

RoLFE 

He was paying a debt : she dunned the pardon. 

Argall 
He was fond of calling at her father's court! 

RoLFE 

He was naturalized; the naturals loved him. 
Besides fearing our Smith that forged 
A fence to ward off the wilderness first. 

Argall 
In just accord, the king would have jumped 
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At having him for a handy son. 

They took his title for a tag of nobility. 

ROLFE 

Even in this age of captains? 
But could he wed a cursed woman, 
Void of sect, and the civil use 
Of anything? — 

Argall 
The groom should go to the girl's clergy, 
And matrimony's a May game 
To these heathen : He could heave her over 
As fast as his eye was full of her. 

ROLFE 

Making her thus his monacle 

For getting a good glimpse at vice! 

Argall 
He'd stop stumbling at straws, though. 

RoLFE 

He could have made his match in Europe. 

Argall 
So Jack, the giant-killer, said. 
It does his deeds a diminution 
That he alone is the herald to blow 
And publish their many proclamations; 
He cut his memory's cables loose. 
Unwisely trusting tales to his windy 
Invention! A verbal venturer! 

RoLFE 

He served the king and colony well. 
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Argall 
They could not have prevented this new adven- 
ture. 

ROLFE 

If they had wished to — well, some jealous 
Savage might have sighed for the maid. 

Argall 
(surprised) 
For riches and realm and rank, and even 
The joy of becoming the king of Virginia ! 
Her family follows the female line. 

RoLFE 

With subjects still in the stone age ! 

Argall 
Your Smith, with a face of flint, could break it, 
Shaving and shaping the shale for himself ! 

RoLFE 

Captain, grant him a good conscience 

Rare in a martial man; and real 

Prince's blood with a beggar's purse; 

He awaited no prize but the world's applause. 

Argall 
The motive that draws a man today 
From ease and humors at home in England 
To work the western world, is this : — 
Profit! Present profit. Master! 

RoLFE 

It sits with honor and honesty better 
To give to a world as well as get. 
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Profit will come without prejudice, too, 
If we, in our path of western planting. 
But cast our grain in the ground with care. 
And wait with patience^ — 

Argall 
(interrupting) 
And with "Deliverance!" 

(pointing ashore.) 

ROLFE 

(looking ashore) 
I call it the land of Canaan, not 
The land of Ophir! A lottery never 
Agreed better to build a place for 
Man's habitation: it's time it were manned! 

Argall 
You might accept the modest city 
Of Edinburgh's elegant offer, to pack us 
Their nightly-walking women, a nice little 
Fleet of pretty family pinnaces, 
Pat manure to be pitchforked over 
This barren, pious plantation! I'll bet you 
They'd straightway breed a stirring here! 

RoLFE 

And then, indeed, the day would show 
Fearful stains in the face of our state ! 
I wish the ports would pack for wives, 
A shipful of virtuous virgins, shortly. 

Argall 
With an apron-string streaming aloft? 

RoLFE 

(nodding) 
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A sign of truce to sickness and trouble, 
Disappointment and discontent. 

Argall 
A vent of virtuous virgins! Well, 
I've bought the first born in Virginia: 
I allowed Japassus a little pot 
Of jam for a deal in Virginia Dare, 
Commonly sighted in Snowfeather's company. 
Captain Smith, who caught savages 
By the warlock, once boasted 
He'd have her away from the wild by hand; 
But he left her for me and my little pot ! 

ROLFE 

(pleased) 
This deal will be dear indeed to Raleigh ! 

Argall 
Without peradventure : it values the prize 
He offered awhile for White's lost colony. 
This reminds me— I met with a lad 
Enthralled in kind; we thought him killed 
With the rest of Ratcliffe's wretched party. 
Surprised employed exploring Pamunky 
To point the famous passage to the sea. 
As soon as I learned this lad was Harry — 

RoLFE 

(eagerly) 
Harry Spelman ! How was he spared? 

Argall 
(laughing) 
He entertained his torturers 
With Plutarch's lives and Petrarch's legends, 
Rolfe ! And he travelled around in the train 

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Of the Powhatan princess, his patroness. 
He seemed very happy to see me there, 
And begged me in kind to procure his release; 
So I made him thrown to me in the same 
Pot with Virginia — a juncture that caused 
Neither of them to boil, I'll bet you ! 

ROLFE 

(gladly) 
His father will feel so full of gratuity ! 

Argall 
The antiquary? Questionless! 
Sir Henry Spelman is a heavy spender. 

RoLFE 

Harry and I left London together 
You know, but wisely we were not 
Billed in the same boat : He sailed 
In the "Unity "— 

Argall 
(interrupting) 
Yes! And you in the "Sea 
Venture," I know; you needn't go on! 

RoLFE 

I've never seen him since the night 
The hurricane tore our ties — is he here? 

Argall 
(nodding) 
From merely the jester, promoted to gaoler ! 

(He opens door on left.) 
He's grown so near a natural, both 
In dress and darkness, you'll doubt he really 
Wears a hat, till you hear him speak. 
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(Spelman comes through the door, hand in hand 
with Pocahontas and Virginia. Sjpelman is tanned 
and wears Indian dress, with an old mortar-board 
hat on his head. Pocahontas is dressed as in Act. 
I, but without the mantle, and with a white wampum 
belt. Virginia is dressed as in Act I.) 

Spelman 
{dropping their hands and running to Rolfe) 
John! 

Rolfe 
Harry! I'm happy at hearing from Argall 
That you are living and hghtly rescued ! 

Spelman 

And I, at hearing from Argall that you are living 
and rescued, 

He told me the men from the "Sea Venture" 
arrived at last, 

Having been kindly received from the teeth of 
the howling tempest 

By the Bermudas, like so many fair Nereides. 

And how did your wife enjoy so rough a wedding- 
journey? 

Rolfe 
(sadly) 

She fared back to her Father's Home; 

She pledged her soul in salt water 

To meet with mine in a merrier world. 

Spelman 
(shocked) 
You mean that she died of the wreck? 

Rolfe 
Our "Sea Venture" carried her soul away, 



Dropping a gloom to the great depth 
Where I lie drowned in dreams of her. 

Spelman 
God, or perhaps the Devil she feared, has exacted 

another 
Sweet-smelling sacrifice to the good of western 

planting ! 

ROLFE 

{ajier a pause) 
I put my hand to the plow, Harry. 
I've saved Bermuda's memorable seed 
To give a better tobacco garden 
Unto Virginia; and just today 
I counted the buds of a bumper crop ; 
Even England shall own its goodness! 

Spelman 
Hail, Virginian Bacchus, who bring 

(to fiaKKLKOV Zo}pOV 

the bacchic gift) ! 
Now sing me, thou god, the number of parasangs 

man has marched 
Since I've been away; has the point been reached 

from which a cry 
Of "The Sea! The Sea!" has sounded, to be heard 

around the world? 

RoLFE 

That is now supposed reported by 

Our countryman, Henry Hudson, Captain. 

Argall 
And the crown will claim the commerce-rights! 
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ROLFE 

(to Spelman) 
I suppose you are now for the North Pole? 

Spelman 
No, for I have discovered the font of immortal 

youth 
That Mandeville wrote about, and Pontius of 

Leon looked for ! 

RoLFE 

When and where? 

Spelman 
While learning the trade of interpreting the 

Virginian tongue. 
And where but out in the garden of new Hesperides 

— they were 
Maids of the West, you remember! Immortal 
Virginia! 

{He leads up Virginia.) 

RoLFE 

Hail to you, Harry, happy as a god ! 

Spelman 
She had thought, in her sylvan schooling, we 

English were the immortals, 
Because we are all young men, and asked no 

wives of them, John ! 

Virginia 
Until he asked me, John, for me. 

Pocahontas 
(who has been looking at the shore until now) 
Another John? 

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Argall 
The name is not unknown at Jamestown ! 
The John family is fairly large; 
Common as cant, and the code of prayers; 
Spoken so much, it means nothing. 

Spelman 
The word, however, can act the role of its own 

idea; 
You know how rich the names of ruby, sapphire, 

emerald, 
Sound to your hearing. Captain ; and so it is with 

prayers, 
And so with John, the which means, "the gracious 

gift of God." 

Pocahontas 
Created by the Master-of-Life {looks upward) 
To show man what his power can do. 

Spelman 

(leading up Rolfe) 

Snowfeather, let me present a gentleman of that 

name: 
He and I are of different Universities, 
But both from the same old county: this is my 

boyhood friend, 
Master John Rolfe, of Heacham Hall, in Norfolk- 
shire. 

Rolfe 
Welcome here to my home, mistress. 
This is Jamestown, Virginia, boy! 

Spelman 
And writers call it Jacobopolis, Nova Brittania. 

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Argall 
OrVilliaco! I vaunt my Spanish. 

Pocahontas 
Where is the other John? The first? 

ROLFE 

After St. Luke. 

Argall 
She means no saint, but a manner of John 
Like Cabot that claimed the continent; 
As fond of fiction as false J. Mandeville; 
A Prester John, and a plain John Smith ! 

Pocahontas 
Yes — Captain Smith; is he not here? 

ROLFB 

He fared back to his Father's Home 
Before I came to the colony, mistress. 

Pocahontas 
How did he go, Master John Rolfe? 

RoLFE 

Powder exploded in his pocket, they say, 
And they had no suitable surgeon here. 

Argall 
He was bruised very shrewdly, in bright shades 
Like yonder sky — the yellow's the skin. 

Spelman 
Our foUow-my-leader game must have limped like 
a choliambus ! 

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ROLFE 

We grieve for him still; he gave out orders 
Bound to his bed, brave to the last. 

Argall 
Lay him up in lavender, Rolfe! 

Pocahontas 
And where lies his unmended garment (body)? 

Rolfe 
Suit and sword, his sole capital, 
Freighted the boat that bore him home. 

Spelman 
It sounds like a Viking's burial! Who is the 
president now? 

Rolfe 
Sometimes we appear to have twenty presidents. 
Twenty captains; but Thomas West, 
Lord Delaware, is the one for life. 
We call him governor and captain general. 

Spelman 
Lord Delaware! An Oxford man! Is he here 
at Jamestown? 

Argall 
No! He was blown back to England, 
First having placed a plump farm 
In his wife's name, with none of the work. 

Rolfe 
(indignantly) 
My lord was bitten by malaria I 
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Argall 
The captains here do not come for their health. 

ROLFE 

He found us Dale, his faithful deputy. 

Argall 
His faithful dog ! We dare not flick 
A Jamestown weed of his wife's jointure. 

RoLFE 

He watches wanton waste, but gives 
Freely the freshest flowers, of every 
Color and every kind for Church. 
Harry, you knew our hitherto altar. 
The board between two balsam trees, 
Roofed from the rain with a rotten sail — 
The governor gave our God a house 
With pulpit of cedar and pews the same, 

Argall 
(interrupting) 
The ground is chiseled of chewing-grass, 
And Whitaker's homilies are hard to whittle! 

RoLFE 

Windows that close if the weather be cold, 
And a belfry cast with a couple of bells ! 

Spelman 
Tomorrow morning they ring for a merry English 
wedding ! 

Argall 
(slyly) 
Virginia, is Snowfeather somebody's jill? 
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Pocahontas 
Nobody's now. 

(She puts her hands on her shoulders, as in Act I.) 

Virginia 
But not because she was not asked ! 
She always says that to the Real 
Young men; and she was married once, 
Although her hands are shouldered yet. 
{All look surprised.) 

Argall 
Tell us the proof, — the prince of Patomac? 

Virginia 
Kocoum? (m disgust) No! It was the weir. 

Argall 
Who? 

Virginia 
The fishing-weir, whose ancestor 
Michabo made of reeds and barks, 
And hung it, like a spider's web. 
To catch the whitefish — water-deer — , 
And muskallonge — the water-wolf. 

ROLFE 

A hound of the water ! A husband like Argall ! 

Virginia 
One Spring it would not catch us fish; 
We sang it rousing fishing-songs. 
And blew tobacco in its face; 
At last we held a pow-wow and 
Its spirit shook the tent, and said 
Its newly-married wife had died. 
And it was mourning on the shore. 
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Argall 
Your relative, Rolfe! 

Virginia 
And so they folded it around 
On Pocahontas — as she was ; 
She was its bride all summer, and 
It caught the fish for us again. 

Rolfe 
{to Pocahontas) 
Your high habit of helping the starving 
Will serve our children cheer, mistress. 

Pocahontas 
It was not done to pleasure them. 

Rolfe 
I admire your modest demeanor, but frankly. 
Next under God, you were named to prevent 
This colony's utter conclusion ! 

Argall 
The scene Is getting to the sunset gun. 
{He goes down the hatchway.) 

Pocahontas 
{to Rolfe) 
The sun was torn on the balsam peaks. 
And its blood is covering everything! 

Rolfe 
{to Spelman) 
That darkest row is a reredos 
Gothic against a gift of my own 
Subscription : a life lost and enskyed, 
Mooring my day in memorial dusk! 
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Spelman 
do Virginia) 
The intermediate meadow seems like a warming 

hearth-rug, 
With the fence for a blackened fender, as you and 
I get home! 

ROLFE 

I'll hurry ashore ahead, and show 

Sir Thomas Dale the Treasurer's dealings; 

You may be certain, mistress (to Pocahontas), it 

is 
Beside his custom to sell his courtesy: 
Have it for nothing! Goodnight, Harry. 
{He climbs back over the bulwark.) 

Spelman 
{leaving Virginia) 
O, are you going? Goodnight, John! {leaning 
over the bulwark.) 

Virginia 
{when Rolfe has gone) 
I want to ask what "Harry" means. 

Spelman 

{laughing) 

It is a nickname, that is, a child-name, for Henry, 

Chief -of -the-House ! 
We'll build on the north-side there, as London is 
north of the Thames. 

Virginia 
When Captain Smith was here, he said 
That I was born indoors, like you. 
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Spelman 
Yes, in a fort like that one, the tallest — but 

Roanoke 
Was shaped like a star; we can go and see its 
outline still. 

Virginia 
Why, then, I'm like the girl who was 
The daughter of a star, and dropped 
Upon the earth to dance awhile (dances) 
A man soon caught her in his arms : 
{Spelman catches her.) 

Pocahontas 
When I am dead, my shadow will be 
A bird of the nest of Powhatan, 
And from the tree at my grave's end 
I'll fly to the northern star, the home 
Of all the shadows, where the hand 
Of God is pointing its finger now. 

(She looks at the compass around her neck.) 

Virginia 
{standing still) 
Snowfeather talks as if she'd slept 
Beneath the power of the moon ! 
Why, sister, are you feeling ill-f^ 

{The sunset gun is fired below.) 

Spelman 
{accompanied by voices of sailors) 
God bless England, our sweet native country! 

(curtain) 

End of Act II 

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ACT III 

"And cheerfully at sea 

Success you still entice 

To get the pearle and golde. 

And ours to hold 

Virginia, 

Earth's only Paradise/' 

Michael Drayton, 

"Blessing to the Colonies, " 1607. 



(curtain) 



Deck of the "Treasurer," early in April, 1614, 
tied beside the bank of the York River, Va.; the 
forest is in the immediate background. The sail is 
set. It is sunrise; birds are singing. 

Spelman and Virginia are seated side by side, 
asleep. They are dressed in English costume, but 
Virginia wears mocassins. 

Pocahontas is sitting on the bidwark awake, 
looking into the forest. She wears a dress of English 
cloth made in Indian fashion, with mocassins; 
her braids are coiled around her head, with the three 
white feathers as before. She still wears the com- 
pass and the white wampum belt. 

{The sunrise gun sounds; Spelman awakes and 
jumps up.) 

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Spelman 
God bless England, our sweet native country! — 
The embassy must have been gone all night; I 
hope they are safe! 

Pocahontas 
(turning) 
Were they not cheerfully received 
At Werowocomoco, then? 

Spelman 
Well, we were met at first by the outposts, scoflBng 

to witness 
Our friendliness : we were welcome but if we came 

to fight. 
And I was advised to remember the massacre at 

Pamunky ! 
But we and our guns induced them to bring us to 

Powhatan, 
And after I had translated the terms of your 

release 
I felt I could trust the answer to Tomocomo and 

Rolfe. 

Pocahontas 
{smiling) 
In order to return to the ship. 
In order to interpret here 
Virginia's sunset longing as 
A very happy evening, Harry! 

(Virginia awakes at the sound of her name.) 

Virginia 
I've been asleep ! My sister East 
Has opened both her eyes again! 

Spelman 

(amused) 

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And has my sister-in-law, the East, two eyes, 
Virginia? 

Virginia 
Why, yes, of course! The one up there (points 

to the sun). 
And then the other in the York! 
And she is painting up her cheek 
With fresh puccoon {looking at the sunrise). 

Pocahontas 
{sadly) 
Blood-root, you mean, Virginia. 

Spelman 
No — Anchusa Virginia! You both have a deal 

to learn! 
But we must review our yesterday's lesson before 

today : — 
What is the rainbow? It shone overhead as we 

sailed from Jamestown! 

Virginia 
O — not the flowers' heaven, now! 

Pocahontas 
{sadly) 
And there is life no more in wind. 
In water, and in stars, and charm 
No more in moonlight, as you said. 

Virginia 
And, sister, did it not seem strange 
To learn the spot upon the moon 
Is not the body of a poor 
Old woman thrown up there in rage 
By her own grandson— did it not? 
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Pocahontas 
Everything true, Virginia, 
Has a familiar sound to me. 

Spelman 
Columbus, crossing the Sea of Darkness, kissed 

the hand 
Of the fair new world, and lo ! the Sleeping Beauty 
awoke ! 

Virginia 
Well, I am sleepy still ! Please tell 
Another story like the ones 
You told the day we captured you. 

Spelman 

(sitting beside her) 

There once was a lad named Romaunt, who went 

out into a garden; 
And there in a round, blue font he saw the flowers 

reflected ; 
Romaunt fancied the rose, a little English seedling, 
But when he tried to pluck it, wild Jealousy pre- 
vented, — 

Virginia 
I know! You were Romaunt, and I 
The rose! Nantaquas used to say 
I was a yellow dandelion. 
And that my hair would soon be white 
And blow away ! I see, of course, 
Nantaquas was wild Jealousy ! 
A female must have crossed his path 
To spoil his hunting — he would say! (hastily). 

Spelman 
The female was Donna Venus, and if we continue 
the moral, 

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Captain Argall was sent in the Goddess's own 

machine 
To rescue our hero and heroine in their perplexity. 

Virginia 
Harry, — if I should ever die. 
Could you, too, love a maid again? 

Spelman 
Nantaquas loves like a Stoic, but I am another 
like Rolfe. 

Virginia 

(going over to Pocahontas) 

sister, did you hear? He says 
He could not love a maid again ! 

Pocahontas 
If he were dead, Virginia, 
You could not love a man again ! 

Virginia 

(happily) 

1 wish that you were married, too ! 

Spelman 
(from his seat) 
Well, I suppose we shall have to wait for our 

fellow-travellers 
Before the breakfast is served in this floating 
taverness? 

Virginia 
(turning) 
The "Treasurer" a taverness? 
Captain Argall declares she is 
One of the jewels worn by James ! 
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Spelman 
But as he is off ashore, guarding his precious ship, 
And also his precious freight (boiving), I tell you, 

England's jewels 
Are like Cornelia's were: her sons! Will you be 

sorry 
To leave us Englishmen, sister, if the embassy 

returns 
With a treaty with your father agreed upon at 

last? 

Pocahontas 
He took no notice of your proposals 
Before; I think if he had loved me 
He had not valued me less than war. 
I would stay with Virginia, 
No longer up and down in the woods. 
Like this deer beside the creek (pointing). 

Virginia 
(looking) 
A sacred white one ! Harry, come 
And see this deer ! She's drinking now. 
And mocassin-deep in the miskodeed ! 

(Spelman comes up; Virginia points.) 

Pocahontas 
(smiling) 
In spring beauties, Virginia ! 

Spelman 
In Claytonia Virginica ! 

Virginia 
Poor Deer! You cannot ever hope 
To be Dame Spelman, as I am ! 
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Spelman 

(laughing) 
She, however, is true to her proper sylvan buck, 
As you were not ! But see how she tosses ! Look 
at her go! 

Virginia 
Perhaps she thought that curly, black. 
Old stump a curly, black, old bear! 
The way we used to think we saw 
The awful great-white-naked-bear 
Old women used to scare us with: 
There was a wicked man within! (fearfully). 
But I am not at all afraid 
Since Harry says it is a myth. 

Pocahontas 
Here comes the great- white-naked-bear ! 

(Virginia screams and runs down the hatchway; 
Spelman looks out, smiles at Pocahontas, and 
follows Virginia. Argall steps over the bulwark, 
armed with a gun.) 

Argall 
I'm pat ! Good dawning, princess ! 

(Pocahontas stops smiling.) 
I have a job for your handsome eyes. 
If they see as true as the tempting piece 
Of venison flesh I flushed just now. 
Although I crept up crouching double. 

Pocahontas 
It was not you that frightened her ! 
The eyes of a deer are very dim. 
And the wind is blowing from the creek. 
But if a leaf moves, I can tell 
The brushing of the wind-bird's wing 
From the creeping motions of a bear. 
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Argall 
Then tell me, what is that whitish tip 
Coming out of the creek? I saw it 
After the venison vaulted over me. 

Pocahontas 
{looking) 
It is Nantaquas' birch canoe ! 

Argall 
But how much lower it looks behind! 

Pocahontas 
Tomocomo must be with him. 

Argall 

{aiming his gun) 
They spring surprises prudently, do they. 
About the dawning of day? — 

Pocahontas 
{still looking) 
One of them waves a handkerchief. 

Argall 
{lowering his gun) 
A flag of truce ! Then turn you farther 
To where I become the king of Virginia ! 

Pocahontas 
I cannot see around the bend. 

Argall 
Come to my vantage-coign for a view : — 
Your brother Nantaquas may take you back 
Without the conditions Dale has made 
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For peace, if you'll tell old Powhatan 
You wish to marry me; will you? 

Pocahontas 
There is no Indian word for "Vantage." 

ARGALIi 

Say that in English, then; you'd better 
Give me your belt to bind the engagement, 
The way your women are wont to do. 

Pocahontas 
It was not made for Captain Argall. 

Argall 
That does not matter : I do not mean 
To wear the wampum ! A wealth is there 
Of conchological currency, 
In pieces of pillar-of-periwinkle, 
A costly species, according to Spelman — 
He makes it Venus Mercenaria. 

{Nantaquas calls frovi the river and climbs over 
the bulwark, carrying on his shoulders a white deer, 
with an arrow in the heart. Tomocomo follows 
laboriously, carrying a handkerchief, which he 
waves.) 

Pocahontas 
Wingapo ! (Welcome) 

{Pocahontas and Nantaquas interlace their fin- 
gers.) 

Tomocomo 

(to Argall) 
We have come to see Snowfeather 
And make sure you have not killed her. 
While the People- Who-Have-Hats-on 
See the weroance, behind us. 
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(Nantaquas lays the deer on the deck. Argall 
starts to take it.) 

TOMOCOMO 

(preventing him) 
From Nantaquas to his sister, 
For a feast to make her merry, 
And a skin to make her garments ! 

Pocahontas 

(to Nantaquas) 
Wingapo ! 

(to the others) 
But he forgets 
It is ill-luck to kill white deer. 

ToMOCOMO 

Master Rolfe has sent the captain 
Of the big canoe this paper. 

(gives a paper to Argall.) 

Argall 

(reading) 
Powhatan desires presents 
Due a father in bereavement. 
He would like a wooden tooth-pick; 
Copper-pieces with the half-face 
Of his English brother on them; 
All the fishhooks you can spare him; 
Two more ponies, and a chimney. 

ToMOCOMO 

You can either conjure, Captain, 
Or the paper told it to you. 

Argall 
I promise presents as the price of your influence: 
I want to wed your weroance's daughter. 
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TOMOCOMO 

What has Snowfeather to answer? 
I speak for women in the council. 

Pocahontas 

(in disdain) 
Sir Thomas Dale's ambassadors 
Are still at Werowocomoco ! 

ToMOCOMO 

Who is Master Rolfe, their leader? 

Pocahontas 
His name is John. 

TOMOCOMO 

Captain Smith's relation — better! 

Argall 
She's not Rolfe's or the rest of the shoppers' 
Making so free at the fair : she's mine ! 
I bought her for only a broken kettle, — 

Pocahontas 
(in disdai7i) 
Behind the door of the gunner's-room ! 

(She goes into the gunner's-room in disdain; 
Argall goes after he and shuts the door on her, lock- 
ing it.) 

Argall 
I'll sell her only for a sash of wampum! 

(He casts off the rope that ties the ship to shore.) 

Nantaquas 
Nushka! (Behold!) — (pointing to the shore.) 
(The ship has begun to slip past the shore.) 
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Argall 
( fastening down the hatch-way) 
The Spelmans can spoon on the Spanish main! 

TOMOCOMO 

There is Master Rolfe, now, coming 
As he promised, for his kerchief. 

{He loaves the handkerchief.) 

Argall 
And a hundred musket -men behind him. 

{He 'pulls down the sails; the ship stops near a 
trail.) 

That is the way I work my canoe! 
I knew you visitors never had seen it. 
This key is an interesting custom, too : 
It locks one in or it lets one out, {unlocks door) 
By the same little trick ; try it yourselves ! 

{Tomocomo explains the key and the sails to 
Nantaquas in whispers; Pocahontas comes out of 
the gunner' s-room.) 

Argall 
{to Pocahontas) 
A joke — if I cannot be king of Virginia, 
I'll follow Dale as deputy governor; 
Lord Rich, my relative, runs the Company; 
And I'll buy me a baronetcy ! — 
Tomocomo ! Come down and take 
Our greatest gun and a grinding-stone. 
{He unfastens the hatchway.) 

Pocahontas 
{smiling) 
Find them a gift of lighter burden. 
That they may carry it away. 

{Argall, Nantaquas, and Tomocomo go down 
hatchway.) 



Pocahontas 
{kneeling down by the deer.) 
It was ill luck to kill this deer : 
Now she can never call again 
After her proper sylvan buck ! {Stroking it sadly.) 
{Rolfe comes down the trail and steps on 
board.) 

Rolfe 
Good morning to you, mistress. 

Pocahontas 
Good morning to you, Master John Rolfe. 

Rolfe 
I came ahead of the careless hundred 
To march your father's message faster. 

Pocahontas 
And what has Powhatan to say? 

Rolfe 
He delights in Pocahontas 
More than all his other children, 
And her taking broke his bowstring; 
But he cannot promise quiet : 
His young men no longer fear us 
As they did upon the time when 
If a twig but snapped, some woman 
Cried out — 

Pocahontas 
{rising and interrupting) 
There comes Captain Smith ! 

Rolfe 
Yes; and therefore but this was yielded; 
Your father arranged for a respite till fall. 
And willed me, with tears, to treat you well. 
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Pocahontas 
{sifting on a bench) 
That you would do, Master John Rolfe, 
However, Powhatan should act. 

Rolfe 
Then in reply, I parleyed about 
A mighty war in my meditations. {He sits beside 

her.) 
I told him his child was changed: baptized 
The first of the fruits of our foreign conversion, 
And known by a Christian name — Rebecca. 

Pocahontas 
Because she also followed away 
From her own people; was he angry? 

Rolfe 
He presses you, rather, to pray for rain 
On the corn, to the God of Captain Smith, 

Pocahontas 
I will. 

Rolfe 
I spoke of your aptness, your spirit willing 
To receive our tameness and civilization. 
And lastly I vowed, on advice of my lord 
The governor, mistress, I'll gladly make you 
My one companion — a planter's wife ! 

Pocahontas 
{Rising, and putting her hands on her shoulders.) 
O, my father ! 

Rolfe 
{rising) 
But Powhatan was pleased, and told me 
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He'd promise peace to our people for life, 
If you wish to enamel me with your favor, 

{The "careless hundred^' is heard in the distance, 
singing an old English melody.) 

Voices of Settlers 
"The hunt is up, 
The hunt is up, 
And it is well-nigh day, 
And Jamie our king 
Has gone hunting 
To bring his deer to bay!" 

ROLFE 

{pressing his suit) 
We used to call our Captain Smith 
Father of Virginia : justly you 
Might be called the colony's mother ! 

Voices of Settlers 

{nearer) 
"The east is bright 
With morning light 
And darkness it is fled; 
The merry horn 
Wakes up the morn 
To leave his idle bed !" 

{During this verse Pocahontas unties her wampum 
belt. At its close, Spelman and Virginia rush up 
the hatch-way and look into the trail.) 

Spelman 
There they are, coming at last : George Percy, and 
Hamor, and Strachey, — 
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Voices of Settlers 
(nearer) 
"Awake all men, 
I say again, 
Be merry as you may ! 
For Jamie our king 
Has gone hunting 
To bring his deer to bay!" 
(During this verse Pocahontas ties her belt on 
Rolfe.) 

Spelman 
There is Waldo, and Potts, and Wynne; but where 
is John Rolfe, Virginia? 

Rolfe 
Here! (they turn) And now we can navigate 

home! 
It's time to bring up the plantation ! 

Virginia 
O, sister! 

(curtain) 

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ACT IV 

" You worthy loights, kings, lords, and knights. 
Or queen and ladies bright: 
Cupid invites you to the sights 
He shall present tonight.'' 

— Ben Jonson, 
"Masque of Christmas," January 6, 1617. 



(curtain) 



A withdrawing -room in the palace of Whitehall, 
London, during the evening of January 6, 1617. 
Christmas greens and three chalked crosses on the 
ceiling in honor of Twelfth-Night. A door to the 
right leads in the old Banqueting-House. A door 
to the left. A table holding a large wassel-bowl. 

Dance music of the period is being played in the 
Banqueting-House . 

Spelman and Virginia, in fine costumes, are 
"sitting it out" on a couch, talking lovingly. 

(The music stops; laughter of courtiers is heard; 
Spelman and Virginia hastily retreat through the 
door to the left. Tomocomo comes through from 
the Banqueting-House, and seats himself on the 
floor. He is closely followed by Lady Delaware, 
dressed " like a neat sempster and songster — bearing 
a brown bowl, drest with ribands, " as Jonson directs 
for the character of Wassel in the "Masque of 
Christmas. ") 

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Lady Delaware 

(panting) 

I thank you, senator, for your kind escort here! 
I should have been afraid of you, but that I hear 
You are a ladies' man in your own parliament. 
Will you not massacre some of the Lamb's Wool 

blent? 

(She fills her bowl from the wassel-howl, and is 
carrying it to Tomocomo, when Rolfe and Pocahon- 
tas come in from the Banqueting-House; both are 
dressed in English fashion, but she still wears her 
white feathers.) 

Rolfe 
We are pleased with your playing of Wassel, 
Lady Delaware — allow me to help you ! 



Lady Delaware 
I thank you. Master Rolfe, the masque is mainly 

done, 
But we are masquers all the time the revels run, 
And so I follow here the fashion of Twelfth-Night, 
When Wassel pours herself in others' service 

quite ! 

{She gives the bowl to Tomocomo, who drinks it 
and then begins notching a long stick, glancing 
through the door of the Banqueting-House, during 
the following.) 

Lady Delaware 
A Merry Little Christmas, Lady Rebecca! 

[Pocahontas interlaces her fingers with those of 
Lady Delaware.) 

Lady Delaware 
No wonder, Master Rolfe, you had across the sea 

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Your fingers full of Bridal Wreath, because there 

be 
Many London ladies behaviored worse than she. 

ROLFE 

It was not my marriage made me resort 
To England with deputy Dale, my lady, 
Although I hoped that her example 
Might advance conversion here; — 
But rather to help arouse the heavy 
Undertakers to take a hand 
With person or purse in our planting, lest 
Our fairest hopes be hard frosted. 
How is the governor's health tonight.'' 

Lady Delaware 
Have you not seen my lord? He has been seeking 

you 
All over Whitehall palace. There is something 

new, 
Welwillers of your dear Virginia colony 
Are in the council-room — I'll keep her dear to me! 

{Rolfe goes out to the left, leaving Pocahontas 
with Lady Delaware.) 

Lady Delaware 
{sitting down and seating Pocahontas beside her.) 
My husband thinks your husband is his strongest 
man! 

Pocahontas 
(proudly) 
He is as strong as Kwasind was. 

Lady Delaware 
And who was he? What did he do. Lady Rebec- 
ca? 

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Pocahontas 
He pulled up trees in Our Country, 
And moved the rocks, and cleansed the trails; 
But he spoiled the meeting-places of 
The-Little-People-of -the- Wood (sadly) . 

Lady Delaware 
I did not know that you had fairies in your wood, 
Except our godson, Thomas; did you like the 
hood? 

Pocahontas 
It is sweet, and he is lovely, but 
He will be left behind us, with 
Henry Rolfe of Heacham, his uncle. 
In room of a maid, Bermuda Rolfe, 
His sister, born on the Sea Venture! 

Lady Delaware 
But Master Rolfe believes his son should go to 

school; 
And I will keep my eyes upon the pretty fool: 
You shall be proud of him when he comes home! 

0,yes; 
My lord's the governor, so I'm the governess. 

Pocahontas 
Then teach my little mocking-bird 
The happy note of Opeechee, 
The robin of your Smithfield park. 
That covers the dead with leaves, and sings 
About the very latest thing! 

Lady Delaware 
That must be you, my lady, for you fill the door 
Of every house with curiosity ! The more, 
There is an infant tavern named La Belle Sauvage; 

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And archery's again becoming toute la rage ! 
Why, you should see the crowd of every age and 

class 
Coming and looking at your portrait by Van 

Pass! 

Pocahontas 
I should have looked more natural 
If I had worn another suit; 
But Master John Rolfe desired him 
To paint me in my London dress; 
He says such things as wampum belts 
Are too barbaric to be worn. 

Lady Delaware 
That is exactly what my lord has said to me 
About my farthingale! He wants his majesty 
To bar it from the court! And you were on the 

bench 
That ordered it no longer stylish to be French! 
My waist of fifteen inches has gone out again. 
And it's a feather in my cap not to go plain; 
This very sanguine silk I acted in tonight 
Is called Rebecca brown, — the same by every 

light; 
What pretty shades they oflFer now ! It was more 

so 
Before I had it made up in this fashion, though. 
{Rolfe comes back, excited.) 

Rolfe 
The session has made me secretary 
Of the colony, and recorder general, 
First of an office freshly created ! 

Lady Delaware 
That was by way of honor to your royal wife. 
But who is deputized to save my lord his life? 

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ROLFE 

{in disgust) 
The session has chosen Sir Samuel Argall, 
In spite of France's frown when he spoiled 
Her forward footing in New France, 
And sacked her market at Mount Desert. 

Lady Delaware 
(laughing) 
That is because his wife is, like your own, a witch; 
She is not royal, but she's cousin to Lord Rich ! 

Pocahontas 
Was Captain Argall married, then? 

Lady Delaware 
O, yes! She sent him out into Virginia first, 
To get her fill of gold; her lips are always pursed! 
She's going now herself to try to quench her thirst. 

Pocahontas 
{turning to Tomocomo, who is filling his pipe.) 
He was the great white naked bear. 

Tomocomo 
He will turn to many little 
Bears, and over-run Our Country. 

{He lights his pipe, pointing to the earth, sky, 
four winds, in ceremony.) 

ROLFE 

And our reputation is taking root 
Like the use of our young tobacco. 

Lady Delaware 
Indeed it is ! I never saw such pomp and state 
Accorded to a woman, as the Bishop's fete. 
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ROLFE 

(to Pocahontas) 
We're upon our return Plow Monday, 
If the wind will about to blow us away. 

(Archie comes from the Banqueting -House; he 
wears "a long tawny coat, icith a red cap, and a 
flute at his girdle — carrying a song-book," as 
Jonson directs.) 

Archie 

His majesty has spread his court like a peacock's 
tail, and is waiting to receive the presentation 
of the Nonparella of Virginia (bowing to Pocahon- 
tas.) 

Lady Delaware 
I will present you, then; although you wear no 

ruff. 
You've feathers in your hair; one, two, three — 

just enough ! 

(They go out.) 
Shadow your eyes by hand, and kneel as at a 

matin, 
And when you can, throw in a word of Greek or 

Latin — 

(When Lady Delaware, Pocahontas, and Rolfe 
have gone into the Banqueting-House, Archie pours 
himself a cup of wassel.) 

Archie 
A Merry Wee Christmas, senator ! 

TOMOCOMO 

They have told me that already. 

Archie 
His majesty's wit is wool-gathering! (He 
starts to drink when he sees Tomocomo puff out 
smoke.) 



Archie 
St. Mary! 

"Scotland's burning! 
Scotland's burning! 
Look out! 
Look out ! 
Fire! fire! fire! fire! 
Pour on wassel! 

Pour on wassel ! {He pours his cup on the face of 
Tomocomo.) 

TOMOCOMO 

(in disgust) 
In a town, someone is foolish. 

Archie 
If the three wise kings themselves were here 
tonight to claim their Twelfth-Cake, instead of 
only the first fool of state, they would have put 
you out too, dearie! 

Tomocomo 
When Michabo was among us 
He gave pipes to wampum-wearers 
For an enemy to sickness; 
That is why we smoke tobacco! (He smokes.) 

Archie 
If that is the case, I will sifllicate his majesty 
to give me a patent to sell these pipes to the court. 
It would be more profitable than making it laugh, 
as a preventive against catching the smallpox! 

Tomocomo 
Single men should smoke a little; 
Men with one should smoke a good deal ; 
Men with two should smoke a great deal; 
I have three ! (Puff, puff, puff, puff, puff.) 
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Archie 
(refilling his cup.) 
Weel, I need not drink fire. His majesty has 
promised that I shall live until I have read the 
Bible through (drinks). 

TOMOCOMO 

(craftily) 
You should never finish reading. 

Archie 
Uncle, your eyes are open. What did you 
think of our masque? 

ToMOCOMO 

I have nothing more to say now. 

Archie 
And the performance cost 400 pounds, and 
rushes for rehearsal, rosemary and bays! But 
perhaps you did not understand the poet's device. 
(Sits) You see, the masquers, ten in number 
were led singing in, in a string, by Cupid — the 
boy attired in a flat cap, and a prentice's coat, 
with wings at his shoulders, who forgets his part; — 
they marched about to martial music; here they 
dance; and after the going-out there is to be an 
epilogue. 

(He drinks; the clock strikes twelve.) 

ToMOCOMO 

(startled) 
What has happened? 

Archie 

(laughing) 
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That is only Captain O'Clock, who dwells in 
the little sentry-box on the wall, moss-trooper 
(points). 

TOMOCOMO 

Do you never feed the captain? 

Archie 
He lives on time; he swallows minutes, bites 
hours, and chews years. 

ToMOCOMO 

Do you know what he was saying? 

Archie 

I will tell you the clock; at six, he said, "Now- 
put-the-ket-tle-on ! — " which was done, as you 
see (pointing to the bowl). At ten, he said, 
" Now-all-good-peo-ple-hur-ry -home-to-bed ! — " 
which is done, as you hear (pointing to Banqueting- 
House, where the laughter of courtiers is heard). 
And just now, he said, " All-ghosts-pop-up-from 
your-graves-like-Jack-in-the-box ! " which will be 
done, as you know, as it is midwinter midnight. 

(The dance-music begins again; they stand in the 
doorway of the Banqueting-House.) 

Archie 
How graciously his majesty is commoning with 
the Nonparella! (He goes out. Tomocomo cuts 
more notches.) 

Tomocomo 
(breaking his stick) 
Count tlie stars that shine above them ! 
Count the leaves upon their oak-trees ! 
Count the sands upon their seashore ! 

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(He stands gloomily watching the dancers. 
Smith comes in from the left and goes to the bowl and 
fills a cup.) 

Smith 
The moon outside is colder than a tomb ! 
(drinks) 



Captain Smith ! 



TOMOCOMO 

(turning) 



Smith 
(perceiving him) 
Lord Tomocomo! Here's to your red health! 

(drinks) 
But where is your Lady Rebecca Rolfe? 

Tomocomo 
She is dancing with your weroance (pointing). 

Smith 
(sitting) 
A little different from the masquerade 
She once devised and led for my diversion; 
She tied a pair of deer's horns on her head, 
And came a-rushing from amongst the trees, 
And crowded, pressed, and hung about my neck, 
Crying most tediously, "Love you not me? 
Love you not me?'— (He laughs.) 

(Tomocomo hollows, shaking his lips with his 
fingers between them. The dance-music stops. 
Pocahontas runs in from the Banqueting-House. 
Tomocomo goes out quietly at the left.) 

Smith 
(rising) 

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A Merry Little Christmas, Lady Rebecca! 
{She turns from him in a passionate manner.) 

Smith 
This is a cold and modest salutation! 
You cannot have forgotten Captain Smith, 
Who spent Epiphany before with you 
At Werowocomoco ! It was I 
That wrote the queen recording of your merit 
Worthy a prince's understanding, lest 
You think us guilty of ingratitude. 
I told her you could speak the English tongue! 

Pocahontas 
They all did tell me you were dead; 
I knew no otherwise till now. 

Smith 
(laughing) 
I have been shipwrecked on the coast of France, 
Where Lady Chanoyes well assisted me, 
And I returned to find my countrymen 
Had buried me amongst the foreigners. 
But I lived to see myself upon the stage, 
Where my chief dangers and most interesting 
Passages have been wracked in tragedies. 

Pocahontas 
And are you going home with us? 

Smith 
No; I have promised the Plymouth Company 
To charge New England at the wind's command. 
I reasoned with Lord Delaware just now; 
There is no calling for me to Virginia; 
I am your sword-dancer of Epiphany, 
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That drags the plow in, with the shaggy fool 
Behind to pass a hat around for largess ! 

Pocahontas 
But — O, my father! 

Smith 
Lady Rebecca, the pet lioness 
Of all our very best society, 
Should never call a simple soldier "father;" 
I fear the jealous humor of the court ! 

Pocahontas 
You never were afraid to come 
In Our Country, and strike a fear 
Into everyone but me; 
And are you here afraid to let me 
Call you father? You shall call me 
Child, for I will be forever 
Of your kindred and your country ! 

Smith 
Well, I am glad to hear it Poahontas ! 
I wanted your advice and furtherance. 

Pocahontas 
I will do anything I think 
Would pleasure you, my father. 

Smith 
{embarrassed) 
I never framed the picture of a wife 
Until the night you rescued me from death; 
Then was I conquered, who have conquered kings. 

Pocahontas 
Why did you never say this before? 
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Smith 
I wanted first to rescue her myself; 
I would have done it, but my hope was blasted; 
And in my convalescence here at home 
I still talked to my friends about the child, 
Till one described her fairly in "Miranda." 

Pocahontas 
We saw the "Tempest" yesterday. 

Smith 
And now that she is visiting in England, 
I must find out if she will marry me. 

Pocahontas 
Do you not know she is a wife? 

Smith 
(surprised) 
I only heard that you were safe at Jamestown! 

Pocahontas 
She has been married for three years. 

Smith 
But she can break this marriage, if she will, 
And come to map New England out with me! 
She is a natural in character, 
For all her English education. 

Pocahontas 
And Powhatan would give another 
Wife to him; if she were gone! 

Smith 
She cannot love a man like that! With bones 
In his cheeks, and with a wild look in his eyes I 
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{Pocahontas looks surprised.) 
Your pardon, Pocahontas — he is your brother! 



My brother? 



Pocahontas 



Smith 
(anxiously) 
It was Nantaquas, was it not, that she 
Was half-engaged to? Why obscure your face? 

Pocahontas 
Your London waters ray eyes, my father! 

Smith 
They used to call me father of Virginia 
That never had a mother; I had rather 
Become the husband of Virginia Dare. 

Pocahontas 
{uncovering her face) 
Harry Spelman is her husband. 

Smith 
The interpreter? He changes everything! 

{After a moment) 
Well, it is nearly daylight, I am sorry 
The suddenness of my departure puts it 
Out of my power to do you any service. 
Good-bye, then, Pocahontas! 

Pocahontas 
But that is not my real name. 

Smith 
Good-bye, then — I've forgotten what it was 
{sm,iles). 

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Pocahontas 
My real name is Amonata. 

Smith 
Good-bye, then, Amonata! 

Pocahontas 
Good-bye, my father! 

(Smith goes out of door at left. After a few 
moments Lady Delaware and Archie come in from 
the Banqueting-House) . 

Archie 
Your exit has cut off the fiddler's head, Lady 
Rebecca ! 

Lady Delaware 
Will you come back again and watch our going- 
out? 

(She leads Pocahontas out; Archie follows; the 
music begins again.) 

(curtain) 



End of Act IV 
EPILOGUE 

(Before the curtain.) 

ROLFE 

"It pleased God, at Gravesend, to take this 
young lady to his mercie, where she made not 
more sorrow for her unexpected death than joy 
to the beholders to heare and see her make so 
religious and godly an end. — " — John Rolfe. 

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